I bite the orange carrot in frenzied delight
The same color as the soft warm light
That shines down on yours truly
That shows off my fur (unruly)
I love to bite the carrot so
But soon my desire starts to grow
So I don't hesitate or linger,
To bite down on my owner's finger
YOU ARE READING
Hamster poems
PoetryDo it for the love of hamsters! The average hamster's thoughts, in verse, of course!
